You saw a lot of different faces while working at the saloon, one of which being Mr Smith. He was a stoic and rather quiet man but would offer a little smile or nod if he saw you when coming for his regular whiskey in the evening. However whilst working in the afternoon he walked in, sure he was a regular but he never normally entered at this time of day.

“Neat whiskey?” You smiled expecting him to order his regular

“Black coffee” his low voice hummed smoothly.